(Police have made an arrest in the shooting death
Of Chicago born rapper King Von
Good morning to you FrankA young rapper by the name of Pop Smoke
Shot and killed
Twenty year old rapper XXXTENTACION has been shot
Overnight violence strikes again at a vigil
For slain rapper Nipsey Hussle)
Lord I wanna cry
Lord I wanna cry
Lord I wanna cry
But I can′t shed no tears as long as they're alive
Kill my five, kill my pride
How is it they still survived
Trust my guy, I′ma slide
When that pressure gets applied
I arrive in a ride with a rod Smith & Wesson
I ain't mentioning my best friends
I'm referencing this protection
I ain′t stressin when this FN gets loaded up in a second
Shit hold up, we rolled up, they folded up
Then we stretched ′em
Ain't no question, no guessin
What′s the lesson
Just adolescents with weapons as senseless as their transgressions
Another body, another homicide
That's why I ain′t on nobody but my Momma's side
′Round here you show your teeth or you get compromised
They killin all our Kingz like when Von died
Ain't no rules to this game of life
Nothing niggas won't do to see their names in lights
You pay the price if that payment′s right
Gangsta type real niggas get you stained tonite
They got my bro, they got the drop
We got they CUZ, we got him popped
They got our sis, they got her shot
Shit
When will the killing stop
When all the real killaz holding the block go gettin locked
Or hit by ops, or rolled by cops, or gettin Narc′d
I told you, you roll with sharks
It's gettin dark
You just marks, I hit my mark
Rest in peace dearly departed
